Demon King: Hero, don’t run away!
Chapter 109 Game Over

Chapter 109: Chapter 109 Game Over

The ongoing struggle reaffirmed Yang Yu’s suspicions.

The Dark Knight’s main modes of attack were limited to slashing, chopping, and sweeping, completely lacking variety. The round spearhead had no aggression, and it was only that every move in the game was fatal.

Therefore, to clear this underground city, one had to rely on Wisdom and adaptability.

Having adjusted his mindset, Bai Jin and Iyas joined the fight. With their first Experience, it took them less than half an hour to reduce the Dark Knight’s Blood Volume to half.

"Not bad, it seems you’ve mastered the essential conditions to play games with me."

The Dark Knight’s Light Shield unfolded again, and he thrust his Long Spear into the wall.

"Next is the second game. Remember, from left to right, as the carriage arrives by a tree, he approaches from afar, an exchange of smiles, a flash of swords and shadows, and I plunge into the Light."

Yang Yu was utterly baffled.

I understand every word, but strung together, it makes no sense to me at all?

There’s mention of carriages, trees, and mutual smiles—how are we supposed to represent them on the wall?

And what kind of pose should we take?

After pondering for a while and still not figuring it out, Yang Yu called out to Bai Jin and Iyas, positioning them at intervals behind him.

If Yang Yu had understood the hint in the dialogue immediately, he could have had Bai Jin and the others mimic his movements as a response.

Just then, the blocks on the left wall lit up. This time there were three colors—black, white, and gray. The white represented a large tree, the darkness was the background, and gray depicted a carriage. All were very simple pixel art.

Surprisingly, these pixel art images began to move on the wall. The carriage slowly passed by the large tree, covering up the white tree. Then, the image abruptly stopped and reverted to its original state.

Yang Yu suddenly had an epiphany, narrowing his eyes.

This time it’s not about imagination but memory.

The scenes just now consisted of white, gray, and black, plunging into the light... meaning survival was possible only in the white area.

I need to find a white section that doesn’t disappear and either move with it or find a permanently white section to stand still.

Having figured out the strategy, Yang Yu quickly found a white section on the picture that never disappeared, sat down hugging his knees, and Bai Jin and the others followed suit.

Suddenly, darkness gushed out from the black background of the drawing like streams of black water, passing by the three of them, carrying many faint gray traces within the black river.

Whether it was black or gray in the river, it didn’t feel like the tangible darkness that rose from the ground. It was more like elusive mist.

Yang Yu, sitting in front, could even faintly see the images on the wall through the mist.

When the image playback ended, the surrounding mist completely dispersed.

A new image quickly followed. This one wasn’t too difficult either.

Against the dark background, a white figure slowly approached a gray figure. Yang Yu quickly found a white section that didn’t move off the ground and guided Bai Jin and Iyas into the final image.

This time the richness of the image far exceeded Yang Yu’s imagination. In addition to white, the boundaries between black and gray blurred, and the image suddenly became much clearer.

In the image, two boys were dueling, drawing swords and charging each other. After the clash of swords and shadows, the white figure defeated the gray one, extended a hand to the fallen gray figure, and eventually, the gray shadow turned white as well.

The part in the middle of the image with the clash of swords and shadows posed some difficulty, but the purely white sections before and after were abundant.

Yang Yu led the team through the challenge with ease; the entire process turned out to be even simpler than they had anticipated.

"Not bad, or rather, you did better than I expected."

The Dark Knight pulled his Long Spear out of the wall.

"Two rounds without a single Death; it seems unnecessary to further test your Wisdom. If I’m not mistaken, you’ve already obtained the key, haven’t you? And yet, you must have used some irregular means to get here, or else I wouldn’t feel so weak right now."

Yang Yu didn’t deny it, "That’s right, we are weak, and so are you. Really, it took me a lot of effort to persuade that cat. You’re not upset because I’m playing the system, are you?"

"No, I should say that you are truly fighting with wisdom. I think I understand why he designed the labyrinth this way. No matter how you play the game from now on, I guess you all would be able to handle it easily. We won’t waste any more of your time; let’s skip right to the final step."

The boss’s attack methods had basically been figured out; continuing the fight, victory was just a matter of time. The only uncertainty lay in those games.

How could I, with my smarts, be stumped by such minor games?

Yang Yu smiled, "That really helps a lot; once we’re done, I’d like to get some extra sleep."

"Very well, now let’s jump to the final step."

As the words of the Dark Knight fell, the darkness suddenly began to shrink, gathering on the body of the Dark Knight. The surroundings returned to their original state, a pure white expanse.

Then, the chains on the Dark Knight broke one by one, and the black armor and shield it wore shattered, a dazzling light spreading to every corner of the room. A pair of white wings unfurled from the broken armor, and a stunning face emerged from the mask.

It was like the angels of myth, unclothed.

Yang Yu lifted his head to confirm its attributes.

[Guardian of the Hall of Wisdom

Amon Lucifer Gabriel

Race: Mixed Angel

Level: LV36 HP: 4265/8510 MP:1260/2520

Attributes: Strength 550, Defense 0, Intelligence 550, Special Defense 0, Agility 175, Endurance 275

Resistance: Dark Type Skills Ineffective

]

A transformation in form, it completely abandoned defense for offense.

Yang Yu’s lips curled into a faint smile. The opponent had given up on defense, which meant even he could deal considerable damage to the BOSS, although that 175 Speed was a bit tricky.

Emmmm...

After thinking for a moment, Yang Yu opened the data panel.

Before coming here, he had earned some free attribute points from leveling up. Since he had already added so many to Speed, adding a bit more wouldn’t hurt.

Thus, Yang Yu began to silently calculate where to allocate his points.

At that moment, watching the angel with spread wings, Iyas’s trembling had stopped. Not only that, but she bathed in the Holy Light, feeling an indescribable sense of bliss.

But now it was Bai Jin who felt an unexplainable sensation; her body felt as if it would be pierced by the light. The stabbing pain in her lungs returned, and she couldn’t stop coughing violently.

She tried to suppress the cough, but the more she fought it, the worse it became. She trembled as she took out the Revive Elixir that Yang Yu had given her beforehand and drank it down, but the coughing wouldn’t stop.

Iyas, at her side, quickly supported Bai Jin, "Bai Jin, what’s wrong? Why do you look so pained!"

Yang Yu swiftly opened the system, and the Status Bar for Bai Jin’s frail condition began to pulsate intensely.

Just his luck, the pathogen chose this moment to strike back. Was it stimulated by the angel that allowed it to seize an opportunity?

Just when the Angel form had been revealed and had no defenses to speak of, it was Bai Jin’s time to shine as the main DPS. But now...

Forget it, he couldn’t blame her; in the end, it was his insistence that had dragged her into battle in the underground city.

The pathogens inside Bai Jin must have realized that if she continued using that medicine, they would be utterly eradicated, and so they struck back while Bai Jin’s body was fatigued.

...If only we could wait another day or two. Would the effectiveness of the pathogen’s rebound be reduced?

By then, perhaps Bai Jin could also be freed from her ailment.